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I often have the same dream. I try to find out the familiar profile over the city and everyone is dead in the mirror, but the mifestophile is looking at the reflection and, oddly enough, the truth is not at all surprised by the murders for the mind and the body for raven of athletes and strokes put on the minced meat, the bulls did not cut them into pieces with a smile Domesticon houses are blood everywhere, to wash, only for what is on the face of a makeup and in the heart is sadness, call me a pierro blade under the rib, Malvina Barbie but found it a little de-filled movie, it is time to wake up, but there was nothing to go to dinner for dinner. I call to the table and even Ratatoni Raut Clown met his escaped circus and he is now burned by this reality or just a dream is unbearable to hear the church ringing in himself, I hid the evil skill for too long and apparently created the astral, I cut my eyes to the victims, the blind people because Obviously, they are waiting for a good end in vain, Stephen King’s novel is everywhere dead here, apparently the 6th feeling and Nysov manicen, because under the guise, the principle of Rome (egoists) divide and reign, I take the souls of sinners into eternal slavery and, after that with the at night, we play poker at night. He converted him as a psychotherapist Joker. There is no darkness around the sun around and darkness is played with me in hide and seek people like a kid you are an atheist and it is unlikely that my universe for psychopaths will be will be will be made out as a magnet. The mind returned, finally came in consciousness at home, I went around silence, I went to the window, I see my nightmare come to life there is fog and people like flies to die above the city